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My People

“Take me back to my people.”

That was the directive mom gave me on Christmas Eve, when my brother, the girlfriend and I decided it was time to leave.

Mom usually sits in the main living room between meals, among the other residents. On December 24th, we had taken mom in her wheel chair to the front living room of the assisted living facility, where it was just the four of us and we could have a quiet, personal conversation. And warm up by the fireplace. In the main living room, the TV was turned on and there were three other residents present who probably didn’t want to listen to us yammer on and on about stuff that didn’t matter to them.

So, we escaped to talk about home, family, the weather and the status of what was being served for supper. Ninety minutes later, we were ready to head home and mom was ready to get back to her people in the other living room.

On Christmas Day, there was no such order. Instead, mom told the aide who was taking her back to her room, “Now, don’t lose me.” The aide responded with, “Don’t worry, I won’t.”

Good to know.

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Good daughter! Taking care of Mom after all the years she took care of you. I heard once that losing your parents is losing your past. That always stayed with me. Happy 2017 and may Mom be healthy and happy in the new year.

I think you are right, Judy. I feel I have already lost some of the past since dad is gone and mom only remembers bits and pieces of her life. Then again, there are all of the wonderful memories! Happy New Year and thanks for the good wishes for mom. 🙂

You’re welcome, Linda. Mom either wants to “go home” or she wants to be around the other residents. The latter is a good thing because she used to sit in her room most of the day. At least she’s getting some stimulus from the goings-on in the living room. I’m so sorry your mom is miserable. I hope she can eventually find comfort and peace in her current residence.

So many many moments that can make us chuckle or weep. Hugs to your Mom. I sure miss my mother in law. Your Mom reminds me of her. Her soul wanted to run outside but she always asked to go back to her room within minutes of being out there.